Knowingthat everything's futile but still fighting, still raging against the dying ofthe light that's what motivates me all the time ... If you hold that sense offutility in your head for too long, it can begin to eat into you. You canstill be aware of it

We arethe prisoners of ideas.

Civilization is a movement and not a condition, a voyage and not a harbour.

The more estimable the offender, the greater the torment.

Every new adjustment is a crisis in self-esteem.

Suffering is one very long moment. We cannot divide it by seasons. WE can only record its moods and chronicle their return.

Arbitrary power is like most other things which are veryhard, very liable to be broken.

Standingin the middle of the road is very dangerous; you get knocked down by thetraffic from both sides.

Whenevertwo good people argue over principles, they are both right.

Our patience will achieve more than our force.

Talkingcomes by nature, silence by wisdom.

A book, like a landscape, is a state of consciouness varying with readers.